Marisol's house

Mari knocked on the door, her brother answered, and snickered once he saw Will. She glared at him as they stepped in the house.

Will glared at the kid. Then he followed Marisol. "Isn't he supposed to be is school?" he whispered in her ear.

She rolled her eyes. "My parents won't notice, they're at work. And no one will call them about him skipping, they feel too bad about Carlie. So he gets away with pretty much everything."

"That's a shame, he should get in trouble." he smiled.

She sighed. "He should." But her face brightened. "But then again I should too. I'm not sure my parents would approve of my bringing some guy I met in chem today over to our house in the middle of the day."

"We're almost adults though." he flashed her a gleeming smile. "I'm not just a guy you met, I'm a guy you kissed." he whispered the last sentence in her ear

His breath tickled her ear. "I remember that. It was fun."

"Do you wanna re-live the experience, compare-contrast?" he raised his eye-brows suggestively. "It could be more fun." he chuckled under his breath.

She laughed. "As I recall it was a pretty good kiss. But maybe I do need something to compare it to."

"Good, I do to." he smiled darkly and kissed her, deeper then the first kiss. He broke it gasping for air. "Better or worse," he asked.

She smiled. "Different, certainly. And maybe just a little bit better. But third time's a charm." Mari said, leaning in to kiss him once again.

He backed her up against the wall. They kissed for a while and then broke away. "You are an amazing kisser, you know" he smiled.

"I could say the same to you." she said, smiling.

He touched her face with his fingers rubbing it up and down her face. "So beautiful and soft," he smiled at her.

She blushed at the comment and felt sparks where his fingers brushed her face.

"Let's go before your brother finds us, you have a backyard we could talk in?" he smiled, "And stuff..."

She smirked. "Of course." Mari pulled him through the house and out of the back door. She had a big backyard, full of trees and playground equipment. She lay down on the hammock that stretched between two of the larger trees.

He joined her on the hammock. He looked up at the clouds, making random shapes. The silence was nice, being next to Mari was even better. He smiled.

Mari smiled. She had always been good at choosing seats...but today in Chem...that had been the best one yet.

It's good Marisol had sat next to him in Chem or he would stil be a ball of anger at school.

Marisol smiled. "Do you like this place better?" she asked. "In comparison to where you used to live?"

"I like how peop;le look at me here, they may look at me curiously but at least its not with hate because I hit their friend, or boyfriend, or brother." he mused, "Overall yeah I like it hear." he laughed, "Especially now." he scooted closer so they were touching.

She scooted over just a bit and snuggled into his side, laughing. "I'm definitely the best part about living here."

He felt th warm touch and smiled. "Yes definately the most wonderful part." he laughed. "What are your intentions miss Marisol, scooting so close to me?" he smiled.

"I'm a woman of questionable morals." she said, laughing.